Naruto: I, the villain template, was hailed as a savior.

Chapter 7: Selling your soul to the devil isn't tragic; what's truly tragic is not getting a fair price.

"what!"

Just as Yun Chuan finished off those guys, a roar came from the city gate.

Yahiko subconsciously looked up, and his blank gaze suddenly trembled.

It was that skinny girl who wanted to sell herself.

Perhaps he was so hungry that he was dizzy, and at this point, he could only see double.

Even though she was too weak to stand, she still crawled forward with all her might, gripping the man's ankle tightly, and cried out hoarsely, "Give it back to me!"

"Let go!"

The man had one foot grabbed and was clutching two loaves of bread tightly in his arms.

He then raised one foot and began kicking the girl frantically, yelling, "Get out of my way, brat!!"

The girl bit her lip until it bled, but she tilted her head back and glared at him fiercely, her small face contorted with rage.

"Damn it!"

The man felt a little uneasy under her gaze and subconsciously glanced at the samurai leader in the distance.

Seeing his indifferent and aloof demeanor, her initial hesitation turned into a surge of malice.

"Get out of my way!" A chilling look appeared on his face. He stopped kicking the girl's arms and back, and instead raised his foot, ready to stomp on her head as if stepping on an ant.

Just as the samurai leader frowned and placed his hand on the hilt of his sword.

"Don't you dare bully your sister!"

The terrified little boy behind him, seeing this, suddenly lunged forward and bit the man's leg that was standing on one leg.

"Ah!!" The man cried out in pain as he was bitten, lost his balance and fell backward, his head spinning.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Seeing this ridiculous scene, the people around him burst into unpleasant and grating laughter.

Even the Amegakure ninjas who were watching coldly couldn't help but smile, their expressions as if they were enjoying an amusing monkey show.

The samurai leader beside him quietly withdrew his hand from the hilt of his sword.

He certainly didn't want to save the girl out of pity; he simply didn't want His Highness to lose a maid.

For a samurai like him, a samurai's honor is above all else.

To uphold the interests of the nobility is the honor of a warrior.

But the next moment, the samurai leader's brow furrowed again beneath his mask.

Because the thin girl didn't take the opportunity to snatch the bread, but instead climbed onto the other person before he could react.

Then, amidst a chorus of harsh, mocking laughter, he bit down into the other's grime-covered throat.

"ah!!"

The man let out a sharp scream, finally feeling fear, and struggled and shouted frantically, trying to push the girl away.

The crowd, who had been laughing, were now like ducks with their necks being squeezed, staring in astonishment at the scene that was gradually turning into something completely unexpected.

"Hehe!"

The girl clung to the man, biting him relentlessly, causing him to let out even more agonizing screams, like a pig being slaughtered.

It punctured the man's trachea and his artery.

The wound on his neck became increasingly horrific, and his body grew weaker and weaker.

Blood pooled on the ground, forming large puddles, and the man's struggling movements grew weaker and weaker.

Finally, he stopped moving, his bloodshot eyes wide open, as if he couldn't believe that a girl had bitten him to death.

"Pooh!"

The girl, her face covered in blood, raised her head and spat out a mouthful of blood with a hint of disgust.

Immediately, she hugged the five loaves of bread to her chest, looked at the stunned crowd, the fierce look in her eyes still lingering, but a maniacal smile appeared on her face: "Hahaha!"

This terrifyingly fierce appearance makes her look nothing like a little girl; she's more like a... wild dog.

"That's enough!"

The samurai leader suddenly roared, his gaze towards the girl chillingly cold, and said, "This farce is over. Now, come back with me."

He has already made his decision.

This dangerous brat needs to be properly disciplined.

As for whether His Highness will keep her as a maid or keep her as his personal possession for a few days before discarding her outside, that will depend on His Highness's choice at that time.

Seemingly sensing what the samurai leader was thinking, the girl's manic smile gradually faded, and her expression returned to its previous numbness.

He shoved the five blood-soaked breads into his younger brother's arms, then tore off a piece and forced it into his mouth, interrupting him before he could finish speaking, and chuckled softly, "This is the last thing I can do!"

After saying that, she turned and walked towards the direction of the samurai leader.

But just as she was about to take a step, a voice suddenly came from behind her.

"Selling your soul to the devil is not tragic; what is truly tragic is not selling it for a fair price."

Suddenly, the samurai leader heard the sound of wind rushing towards him, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw a broken short sword!

Decades of swordsmanship training enabled him to make an almost instinctive judgment in an instant.

The ghostly short knife was originally aimed at his left neck, but he twisted his arm and rolled to the side, forcibly pulling out the knife and parrying it.

Clang!

A dazzling spark flew as the blade sliced ​​through the air, producing a sharp, piercing clang.

The heavy, diagonal slash made the samurai leader's expression change, and he had to kneel on one knee in a somewhat disheveled state to barely dissipate the remaining force.

The samurai leader then realized who had "ambushed" him.

A brat who was almost too young had a gentle smile on his face.

"You damned brat..." The smile made the samurai leader somewhat annoyed.

"Hey." Before he could finish speaking, Yun Chuan interrupted with a laugh, "It's going to break."

Click, click, click! Snap!

As soon as he finished speaking, the dagger, already extremely damaged, let out a mournful cry under the strain, and its blade shattered into countless fragments that scattered into the air.

"A great opportunity!"

Upon seeing this, a cold glint flashed in the eyes of the samurai leader, and without hesitation, he swung his long sword toward the samurai's head.

At the same time, the other warriors also reacted and instantly drew their swords to slash at Yun Chuan's head.

Several long swords sliced ​​through the air, emitting a sharp whistling sound!

Swish! !

The ground shattered and scattered stone fragments, exploding instantly from a static state.

Seven Nights Assassination Technique: Escape - One Deer!

Yun Chuan's figure disappeared from their sight in an instant.

The samurai's eyes remained fixed on the empty space, and their blades were aimed at the spot where Yunchuan had stood earlier.

Only the samurai leader, who was swinging his sword upwards, saw the figure in the air, and the shattered and scattered fragments of his own short sword in front of him...

The next moment, Yun Chuan lashed out with both hands like whips.

Two of the broken blades disappeared, accompanied by a sharp explosion!

"ah!!"

The samurai leader threw his head back and let out an extremely shrill scream, as red and white blood splattered through the slits of his armor!

The samurai beside him had no time to be stunned; his pupils reflected the fist swinging towards him, and at that moment, only one thought remained in his mind:

Did those weak, pale, and tender fists really think they could hurt me, who was wearing armor?

Impossible, this guy... is he crazy?

The instant the thought arises.

Yun Chuan's fist slammed into the samurai's mask.

Click!

A strange sound was heard, and suddenly everything went black before the samurai's eyes.

His neck snapped back an astonishing ninety degrees, and his head slammed backward into his back!

"Tsk, I should say it's no wonder it's armor capable of withstanding some ninjutsu?"

Yun Chuan glanced at the two- or three-centimeter-long wound on the back of his hand that was healing, clicked his tongue, and said softly, "If I don't advance in rank, this iron can suit is quite troublesome."

[Template has been upgraded]

【Name: Bullseye [Chief Assassin] - Bullseye [Adamantium Alloy]】

[World: Marvel Universe]

[Quality: Gray]

[Advanced: Not available]

【Abilities: ① Deadly Projectile - A projectile accuracy and lethality that surpasses human limits, turning any ordinary object into a deadly bullet, while also being proficient in using various firearms and heat weapons.

②Assassin Master – Possesses perfect hand-eye coordination and motor skills, can quickly learn to use weapons, knows every weakness of the human body, and can kill enemies silently in an instant.

③ Adamantium skeleton – Most of the skeleton is fused with adamantium, making the spine, skull, and knuckles indestructible, while also possessing a certain degree of physical regeneration ability.

[Advanced Requirements: 10/10 points]

Remaining points: 200

If nothing unexpected happens, I will update one chapter at 12 noon and one chapter at 6 pm from now on.

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